Pickpocket

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A woman stopped me while I was walking through Middelburg. She asked if she could pray for me! Her prayer centered around thanksgiving and asking God to keep me safe on the road; and that He will give His angels charge concerning my safety …

50 metres further, without noticing anything, a pickpocket unzipped and emptied the side pocket of my jacket. He took a cell phone charger and a pouch with 2 small wooden crosses, each with the inscription: JESUS LOVES ME.

Father, I pray that you will train those hands for YOUR WAR and those fingers for YOUR BATTLE
Ps 144 – Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle; he is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield and in Him I take refuge. Amen

I have not told it to anybody, except God …

A week later, back in Gauteng, once again a person came right into my private space, unzips the side pocket of my jacket, and stuffs a handful of bank notes into my pocket!

It was more than what I lost just a week earlier.

Father, I pray that you will train those hands for YOUR WAR and those fingers for YOUR BATTLE
Ps 144 – Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle; he is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield and in Him I take refuge. Amen

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